None of these subjects are treated gratuitously, at least in my opinion, and fall well within the boundaries of the plot and the motivations of the ch...racters I’ve set within the story so far. I believe all these sexual subjects, whether talked about briefly or elaborately, add another dimension to the plot, particularly as Karen, with Will’s help, begins to exercise control over the other partygoers using her newfound powers. Plotting and characterization aside, however, if some of these. I understood what it was like to let the music take control of your mind and become lost in it.I stripped and stepped into Donna’s shower for no reason other than it was closest and I was still drinking my tea. I let the hot water wash the stress out of my body.Soft hands began to wash my shoulders. I turned and took Remas in my arms as her skin slid across mine.“Are you okay to take a break?” I asked.“Yeah. I need to let my eyes rest. I’ve been at it since nine this morning. I feel about like. There was no need for "hellos" as we certainly had better things to do with our limited time. Once inside with the door closed he grinned coquettishly and backed me onto the bed. He dropped to his knees and ran his hand up under my skirt, along my legs but just barely touching my panties. He climbed on top of me and kissed my neck, my chest, then unbuttoned my shirt and unhooked my bra. He took a moment then to stop and play with my breasts, fondling, touching, staring. My body was starting to. “Dad?” she said, “what’s going on?” They were just finishing up; the food had been good. Her dad looked at her, wiped the detritus from his lips, and sagged back in his seat.“Selena, your mom and I love you more than anything,” he said. “And, we would do anything to ensure your happiness. I know you know that.”“Of course, Dad, I’ve always known that,” she said. The man stopped talking for a moment and just looked almost sympathetically toward the nineteen-year-old girl.“Dad?”“Selena, I’m your.